OOc: thanks, for sticking with this.
Bic: So, we walked up to the man in the jeans. The wind was blowing gently from the west, as was the sun setting in that direction also, this gave it a orange sheen to the world, reflecting off the nearby couple of skyscrapers and off the sea. the waves were gently rolling in and the sand was warm to the touch. Or maybe that was the heat coming off the trail of fire Joe was leaving. "Aggggh!" I screamed as Joe was screaming in delight.An inaudible "Ooof" came out of me as I tumbled out of Joe's slipstream."Uggh, that's one way to make an entrance" I mumbled as joe landed on the sand, perfectly intact."What now?" I groaned as a beam of light shot down from the sky.